well you see her back anyway haha

Monkey Business

Pairing: Carl x Reader

Summary: (Pre Negan) The reader is bored, so she spends the day with Carl

Warnings: None

A/N: I enjoyed writing it, but I think it sucks pretty bad I might actually remove it so i can totally fix it lmao… I’m more of a fanfiction person, so this is my first oneshot. But I hope it is as requested and you guys enjoy it!

Originally posted by thewalkingif

It wasn’t a secret that I liked Carl. In fact, I would even be surprised if he didn’t know.

But he liked Enid. And she liked him. Enid was my best friend, and I wouldn’t do anything that had to do with taking him away from her.

But now I was laying on the bed with my eyes shut, tightly gripping a pillow at my side, helpless as Carl hovered above me with another pillow in his hands up in the air as Judith casually watched us from her crib, positive that a few seconds from now, there would be clouds of down from the pillow all throughout the room.

*Record scratch, freeze frame*

Yep, that’s me. You’re probably wondering how I ended up in this situation.

One hour earlier•

“Hey, uh, Sri, Glenn, Heath, and I are going on a run, would you mind helping Carl watch Judith while I’m gone?” Rick asked me.

“But he’s good with Judith. He shouldn’t need my help.”

“He’s just probably bored with spending time with only me. I mean, Enid is with Maggie and she’s his only other friend. But I can try to get her if you would rather not…”

“No! It’s fine. I’ll go. It’d be nice to hang out with Carl. It’s been a while.” I nodded at Rick as I left to go find Carl in front of his house with Judith in her stroller.

“Hey, Carl, going out or coming in?” I asked.

“Going out. You wanna come with?”

“Sure. I was looking for you anyway.”

He grabbed the handles of the stroller and walked forward.

“So,” he began as if he was waiting for a while to say this, “I heard that you like me? Is that right?”

Oh, jeez.

“I mean I guess I do. Who told you?”


“Haha, well, she likes you too.”

“She does?”

“Oh, yeah. And I know you like her too.”

“Anyway, we’ve been walking for a while. You can go back to what you were doing if you want.”

“No! I’ll help you watch Judith. I’m sure you’re bored with just the two of you and nobody to talk to.”


We got Judith back into the house and I started looking around the kitchen to see what they have that I can make for her.

I pulled the spaghetti box (hehe) out of the cupboard and got a pot to start boiling water.

“You can cook?” Carl asked me.

“No. This is seriously a matter of boiling water and then putting the spaghetti in the water, etc” Do you want me to teach you how to make it?”

“Yeah! This is useful information for this time.” He said sarcastically, but I wasn’t kidding.

“Alright, so we start with the water. Lucky you, I haven’t filled the pot yet, so here.” I handed the empty pot and turned on the sink. He just stared at me. “Come on, Carl. We don’t have all the water in the world. Go ahead.”

He stared at me dumbfounded as he filled the pot with the water. I rushed to grab it before it overfilled.

“Jeez, Carl, we have to hurry. Judith Is probably really hungry. Now I’ve turned the stove on, so put the pot on that eye. I already have the sauce warming up. Now we wait. But only a little bit.”

“Now what should we do while we wait?” He moved in front of me to watch the water start to boil.

“I should put your hair up. Don’t want to get any hair in the food now, do we?”


“I can do your hair! I just want to put it up.”

“No pigtails or braids or any of that shit. Enid pulled that one on me before.”

“But she’s really good at that stuff. She braids my hair weekly.”

“None of that. No monkey business.”

I laughed out loud.

“Look! The water’s boiling. Now take this spaghetti,” I handed him the box, “and put it in the pot.”

“Just dump it all in?” He asked. I nodded and he did it.

“Oh, look at her, Carl. She’s sleeping.”

“Now what do we do? Our customer is asleep.”

I tried to ignore that cute statement, “Well, are you hungry?” He shook his head, “I’m not either, so we can wait to cook.

“We should probably take her upstairs then.” He said awkwardly.



“I wanted to do your hair, but don’t worry. I will be back to get it done. Let’s go put this child to bed.” I picked her us and we started walking up the stairs.

Once we got up there and put Judith in her crib I sat down on the bed.

“Are you alright? You’ve seemed kind of off all day.”

“I’m fine.”

“Tell me what’s wrong. If it has anything to do wth me I won’t be upset.”

“Nothing that important, but Enid and I have been friends since this whole thing started. We came here and we both liked Ron, and I was put on the back-burner. I just hate that it’s happening again.”

“It isn’t. I don’t want it to. I would never do that to you. You’re my best friend.”

“I hope you’re right.”

All of a sudden Carl disappeared from my view and I thought nothing of it until something soft yet intense hit me in the back of the head.

I turned only to see Carl behind me with a pillow in his hand.

“Oh no, you didn’t.” I threatened as I picked up a pillow of my own and threw it at him.

“Oh yes, I did.” He shoved me down on my back and hovered over me with the pillow in the air. I looked over at Judith who was just waking up. she probably heard us.

He began to swing the pillow down with all of the force he could when I rolled off the bed, making him hit the bed so hard that the fabric split and feathers spilled out.

“Jesus Christ. We should probably clean this up before your dad gets back.” I laughed.

“We can wait,” he lifted another pillow up, “and if we don’t, he’ll live.” He smirked.

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I know someone already did a cute post story for this, but I wanted to give it a shot, because this drawing was just too cute not to, so here we go @trasheseffingwrecked


Nick sighed bored out of his mind, as he lie on his couch. He rubbed his large t-shirt (was that a mustard stain?!) covered baby bump, and huffed. He watched the TV with disinterest as he sat in the silent apartment. Three simple knocks, had him sitting up in confusion (he certainly wasn’t expecting anyone this evening) walking to the door, he opened it to be greeted with the sight of a familiar small grey bunny. He blinked in surprise, before a small smile made its way onto his muzzle.


“Carrots? What are you doing here? I thought you had work.” He asked. The bunny grinned, and he moved to let her in. As she walked in, he noticed a large rectangular shape hidden beneath her arm.


“Finished, early. Anyways are you busy?” Nick shook his head no, and Judy grinned brighter.


“Great.” She then proceeded to follow Nick to his large chair in the corner of the room (his favorite chair) and sat at his side as he adjusted himself careful to not bump his stomach. He watched in curiosity, as the bunny revealed what lay under her arm and he cocked an eyebrow in amusement.


“Carrots, really? The Ugly Duckling? I’m not three.” He smirked. Judy punched his shoulder, smiling innocently as he glared at her holding his (probably bruised) arm.


“It’s a classic, and besides it’s not for you, dumb fox. It’s for the baby.” She stated. Nick didn’t get to ask what she meant as she opened the first page of the hardcover and began to read.


“Once upon a time, five eggs began to hatch. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!”  Judy begins, her voice picking up in pitch as she emphasized the eggs cracking, Nick watched in amusement as she read each line with enthusiasm.


“Out popped five little ducklings, four were fluffy and cute. One was gray and ugly.” Judy read, and then she did a double take, making sure she had read that right. She looked down at her fur and pouted.


“That’s mean. I happen to look beautiful with my gray fur.” Nick snorted, as Judy huffed and turned back to the story.


“His brothers and sisters were mean to him, they pecked at him. ‘Go Away!’ They shouted. ‘You are ugly!’ Judy continued to read, Nick had by now given up trying to understand what the bunny was up to, as he rested his head on her shoulder. Letting her read to him.


“After a while, the duck did leave. He swam, and swam until he met some geese. They too, pecked at him. ‘Go Away! They shouted, so again he did.”


Judy shook her head at this.


“Society these days. Only accepting those who look beautiful in their definition of what beauty is. “Nick nodded agreeing with her and she turned back to the book, noticing they were near the ending of the book.


“Time after time, the duck did this. He’d swim, meet more mammals, but each group was the same. They pecked at him, and demanded he leave. Pretty soon, the duck gave up hope.” Nick sympathized with this, somehow finding this similar as to what he dealt with trying to become a ranger scout, but being denied simply because he was a fox. He swallowed the lump in his throat and turned back to the rabbit at his side.


“One day, as the duck was swimming alone by himself a swan noticed that he seemed sad and swam up to him. ‘Why are you so shy and sad?’ He asked. Because I am ugly’ the duck replied.


“The swan laughed, have you looked in the mirror lately.’ The duck being confused as to what he meant looked at his reflection in the lake. He gasped as instead of a grey and ugly duckling staring back at him, it was a beautiful white swan.”


“Wow, I am a beautiful swan. Now I won’t be alone.’ Soon after, the ugly duckling made many friends; it seemed that the ugly duckling wasn’t so ugly after all. The end.’


Judy closed the book and then blinked.


“You know, that book almost became my favorite, but that ending ruined it.” Nick chuckled, Judy laughed as well turning to face him.


“It had a good message; I just wanted to share it with you and the baby. So that he/she can understand that it doesn’t matter what you look like on the outside but it’s the inside that counts.” She said. Nick swallowed, feeling his eyes start to water and he hugged Judy to him.


“T-thank you Judy.” He choked out. He felt, the bunny hugging him back as she brought her tiny arms around his neck.


“Oh you foxes, so emotional.” She laughed. Nick smiled back, his tears still fresh.


He leant back, though when he felt a suprisingly hard nudge inside his stomach. Judy must’ve felt it too as she leant back as well, her eyes wide.


“Was that-?”


“Yes, carrots. I think the baby liked the story.”


“Well of course, I was the one reading it. Now shut up and get over here, so we can cuddle.”


“Whatever you say carrots, whatever you say.”


But Nick was certainly not complaining when Judy pulled herself against him and used his tail as her personal blanket.


No, he was not complaining at all.

Well, I enjoyed writing that. Hoping it was good. Well this is what came to mind, when seeing this picture so yeah. Anyway, cheers. Haha I love these two so much <3. Also, I wrote this in a time where Nick and Judy don’t know the gender of the baby yet. Bye Bye :)

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ship: ten/rose
length: 2.5k~
Hi guys!! It has been forever since I’ve written, so please go easy on me! I really hope you enjoy this though :D I got the prompt idea from this list

Dried tears on her cheeks, tissues scattered across the floor, and puffy red eyes.

Rose Tyler was in absolutely no state to answer the knocking at her door.

Whoever they were, they’d knocked once, twice, three times now. She finally picked herself up off the couch and dragged herself to the door, brushing her hand through her hair to make herself look somewhat more presentable.

She thought it could be a neighbor complaining about the noise (she’d been sobbing for hours, but she’d kept it pretty quiet, at least) or maybe Mickey or her mum checking on her (she honestly would prefer the first over the latter).

But when she finally looked through the peephole, it was not at all what she’d expected.

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anonymous asked:


Aaarrrrgh how’d you know?! It was supposed to be a surprise! But I guess you couldve predicted it, since her story had not yet been finished and her part ended so suddenly. Of course she needed to come back sometime!
And dont you dare correctly predict whats going to come next! Hnngg it makes me anxious that people might know what I have planned T.T haha well but anyways! Thanks for the nice ask and compliment! I hope youll like the next part!

tamarhaigz  asked:

So good to see there's still some common sense on this website haha and still people willing to call Rachel out on her hypocrisy 🙄 Honestly so exhausting trying to rationalise with her, I don't know why I bother half the time but it's just so frustrating seeing so much hate directed at Kate for no reason. Anyways, love your blog and thanks for your back up tonight haha x

I know, it’s ridiculous! I find all unnecessary hate so upsetting. I can only hope that people like her realise there are better, happier ways to live their lives. Anyway, thank you for standing up to it as well! Xx

Originally posted by idolos-frases

The Heart Never Lies

Summary: After a month of dating, Riley is starting to feel a bit insecure of her relationship with Lucas especially now that she’s being bullied again and getting hate messages that she isn’t good enough to be with Lucas.  Will she decide to tell Lucas what’s going on or will the hate get to her and she decide to let him go? 

A/N: This story was inspired by the song “Because the heart never lies”  by McFly: The day that you fall, I’ll be right behind you to pick up the pieces. And if you don’t believe me, well just look into my eyes. Because the heart never lies…

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Two Worlds Apart A.U. ~ Luke’s Imagine ~

Y/N = Your name
Y/BF/N = your best friend name

~ Your POV ~

You had a big love for Luke, but it couldn’t happen. Luke is the guy to have any girl he wanted, the girls would dye their hair crazy colours and wear band t-shirts he knows while you leave your hair or dye it but make sure it looks natural and wear typical girly outfits. Luke went to parties where he gets drunk off goon and vodka while you go to parties more fancy and class of champagne all the way from Italy to Sydney. 

 It was nine at on a cool early spring night at a fancy party, again. You had to dress up once again for your family, to impress people you have no idea about their existence and won’t see again. 

You then told your mother that you were going to go for a small walk to the park, though you aren’t allowed to go home yet, there was an awards later at 10 o’clock and one of them is for you.

You left the room and walked down the street, your arms felt the cool breeze and your heels clicked. You reached the park with a beautiful lake surrounded by beautiful trees. You slipped off your heels and walked over to near the lake. You stood on the grass, aware not to get your feet dirty and just look around.

“Excuse me, what are you doing?” You heard 

You turned quickly to the voice, he was standing in front of you. You were so shock you couldn’t land your turn and you were going to lose your footing until he held onto you. You squeezed onto him, you didn’t want to fall, your parents would kill you. Though you stood there for a minute or two longer embracing him, his cent and his amazing figure and how he also saved your life from your parents.

You let go, though he held and made sure you were stable “Sorry, I didn’t mean to give you a fright.” He smiled, he let go and held one hand and brought you the the bench facing the lake. You sat down and put your clutch to the aside and held onto your shoes. Once you were comfortable you turned to his blue eyes “Wow… Just saying that you are so damn beautiful.” He said, couldn’t keep it to himself “Your boyfriend is crazy to let such a chem alone, like. I’m sorry.” 

You laughed, Luke wasn’t as cool as you thought, he was lost for words “It’s alright, anyways. I don’t have a boyfriend.” You mumbled, that made you sigh “How about you? You seem a little bit of a charmer.” 

“No, I kinda want a girlfriend but every girl I’ve gone out with, only wanted the popularity that came with it.” Luke said honestly. He looked at you like a day dream it felt, though he was so beautiful, even with his little stumble.

You smiled at him “I kind of get you.” You said, he looked at you oddly “Though it’s more of the son’s parents that want their son to date me for what I may hold.” You explained, you sighed and looked away on how embarrassing it sound “It’s also worse because the latest guy I have come across has a horrible personality but my mother is forcing me to like him.” 

Luke laughed a little “That’s horrible. Your parents shouldn’t be doing that, it’s your life, live how you want to live it.” He told you. Your heart warmed up with him caring and he doesn’t even know your name “I give you one thing we are both bad when it comes to love.”

“Are you the guy I met a few years ago?” You asked, hoping he would remember you. Even if it was back when you were sixteen and you were on the train and a guy was harassing you, and Luke stepped in front of his friends saving you, saying he was your boyfriend but you never spoke just got his name from your friend that went to his school because you went to  private girls school.

Luke gave you a funny look as you guessed “What do you mean? Can you tell me what happened, I’m no good at remembering.” He laughed at a little.

He gave you a second chance, if you fuck this up well… Yeah, you aren’t going outside “I was on a train and there was a guy who was around twenty seven creeping me out and-”

“You are her?” Luke smiled “I thought I was never going to see you again.” 

You smiled and blushed a little “Oh yeah, haha. I am glad I got the right person. Well anyways, I was just explaining my terrible love life.” You said, started to get nervous, he did remember you and you didn’t expect it. Luke was going to say something but your phone started to ring and you went to your clutch grabbing your Iphone6 out and saw it was your mother. You sighed and answered “Hello mother, it’s Y/N speaking.” 

“Y/n! Get back here right now! They want you ten minutes early!” She started to shout.

“I’m sorry mother, I’m coming now, it’s not far I promise.” You said, cutting her off.

“You better!” She said before hanging up the phone. You grabbed your shoes and ran for it, you heard Luke behind so you turned a little and said “Sorry, it was nice meeting you though!” You shouted before rushing off.

~ Luke’s POV ~

It was the private girl! Holly shit. I saw her again, I had completely forgot about her but seeing her now as an adult, she has grown up well unlike me. Though she was still friendly even if she left without a proper goodbye. 

I tried to chase after her because she left her bag but when I finally caught up to her, she was at a fancy building with security. I was guessing her mother and the guy she is getting set up was there to greet her. She placed on the heels that looked painful to walk in before heading back inside…  

Now I have her bag and not her name. I quickly rushed to Calum’s place where the boys are going to be. They invited me over but I wasn’t feeling it for a strange reason. 

I walked threw the door of Calum’s house and saw all boys there and thankfully no one else. They were there when I helped the poor girl out from the awful guy. 

“Luke, what are you doing with a girl’s purse?” Ashton questioned “And how did you get a hold on a Michael Kors bag, they are expensive as fuck.” 

“How would you know that?” I asked, confused as him about my situation.

“I have a sister. Judge me.” Ashton mumbled “She wanted one for her birthday but it’s like four hundred bucks for a small bag like that, well anyways why?” 

I chuck the useless purse aside “Do you remember when a girl was getting harassed and I helped her on the train a few years ago? She went to a private school?” I asked.

“Yeah, I guess, you did talk often about it afterwards but ya know, yeah go on?” Michael said.

I smiled “I met her again tonight, she had a beautiful white dress with a flower crown, her eyes were beautiful and yeah. I was about to get her name but she had to go… And well she rushed into some fancy partly she didn’t want to go but her mother was going to kill her and-” 

“Do you know anything about her? Like she may have a boyfriend.” Ashton interrupted.

I smiled “I actually talked to her, not knowing it was the same girl, and well she doesn’t have a boyfriend and she didn’t seem interested in any guys, especially the guy her mother is trying to set her up with.” 

We kept on talking about it and I sat next to the purse, was this fate or what? Oh, I may be overreacting because it might not be anther three years until I see her and I don’t think she would stay single for so long. 

The door banged and we knew it was anther person, and in walked Calum’s girlfriend Y/BF/N. I placed the girl bag besides me and she greeted everyone, when she got me I got up off the chair and hugged her “Hey, is that Y/N’s bag?” She asked, she got out of my hug and grabbed the purse and checked it out, she looked at it strange and then up to me “Since when did you know Y/N?” 

“Who’s Y/N and are you sure?” I asked.

“Yeah, I saw Y/N with this purse at the party she invited me to and now I know where she went off too in the middle of the party.” Y/BF/N mumbled and looked up at me and winked “Anyway all serious, when did you know her?”

“Eh, complicated, how do you know her?” I asked.

She shrugged her shoulders “My dad knew her dad and once hung out and that happened when we were eight and now we are eighteen.” She explained. The boys started to burst out laughing and Y/BF/N took the bag and sat next to Calum “What’s so funny?” Y/BF/N asked, confused.

“It’s funny how we’ve known you for five years, he met this girl three years helping her with a guy on the train and he didn’t get her name and she was insane because he wanted to get to know her for a few months, but kept it secret thinking it was odd and now tonight he somehow caught up with her and was about to go psycho for not knowing her name while you knew her, all this time.” Ashton explained, I gave him a death glare but that didn’t stop him and the boys were making comments making me blush like a tomato.I just wanted to talk to the private school girl… Or now the fancy girl who is probably far out of my league. 

'Modern day love story' AU Kurtbastian.

Written for Kurtbastian week: Day Seven: Theme-Online.

Well it’s the last day of Kurtbastian week, it’s been a wild ride. I can’t wait for the next one.

This one shot is based off the couple who fell in love over Instagram.

Summary: When Sebastian comments on a strangers Instagram picture, he doesn’t realize that it will lead him to his future special someone.

Kurt and Sebastian are both twenty-four in this, it’s set after they have finished college and both been working for a year. Sebastian is a lawyer and Kurt is a Fashion designer. Kurt studied at Parsons in New York whereas Sebastian studied at ‘NYU’ but since New york is so big neither had chance to meet. Sebastian graduated and ending up moving to LA after being offered a job there. Kurt works at Vogue as Fashion coordinator.

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anonymous asked:

"Can you come over...." Pokeshipping please!!

Geez, I had to scroll through so many other, newer requests to find this one! Agh, I didn’t realize how many I had!

Anyway, here ya go, anon-chan! I admit I went on a little longer on this one than I wanted to, but it felt like there needed to be a proper amount of leading in order to reach the climax of the fic. I’m still a little touch and go on how I feel about it too, which makes me sad, but it gets a very good point across and puts Ash in a delicate situation, which is always fun for me to explore.

I hope you (and everyone who happens to read it) enjoy this fulfilled request!

Title - “challenges”

Summary - All of the times Misty had watched awful things happen to him because of his own stubbornness? Let alone the times she’d gotten personally involved, either by helping him out or simply stopping him from making anymore rash moves… Well, maybe it’s finally time to pay back some of those dues. Pokeshippy/friendship.


He’s home for the first time in almost a year when he receives the phone-call.

“Ketchum residence, Ash speaking. How can I–”

“–Oh, I’m - like - sorry, I think I have the wrong number.”

The person hangs up and Ash pulls the handheld away from his ear and stares at it with a quirked brow for five or so seconds before hanging it up and walking back into the kitchen to get the drink he’d previously been pouring before running to pick up the ringing living room phone in the first place.

Only, as soon as he opens the fridge door, there goes the phone again so he sighs, mumbles to himself that someone clearly doesn’t want him to quench his thirst, and backtracks once more.

By the time he’s gotten there, Pikachu has beaten him to the punch and has just grabbed the receiver in his paws and tipped it towards one of his big ears.

“Pikaaachaaa!” he croons in greeting to the person on the other line.

From the one meter or so distance between him and the headset, Ash can hear the person trying to make sense of his best buddy’s ramblings of his own name. So, smiling and sighing all at once, he pats the electric mouse on the head and takes the receiver back into his own hands.

“Sorry buddy, let me get this, okay? Thanks for your help though…” followed by, “Ketchum residence, Ash speaking. Is this the person who called me a minute ago?”

“I swear, I’ve totally got the right number!” the airy-fairy female tone states confidently and confusedly from their end of the line, “Look, I’m sorry, I’m - like - trying to reach Delia.”

“Oh, yeah, Delia, that’s my mom!”

“That’s your… then this must be…” The young woman on the other end falters and dissolves into a fit of giggles before doing her best to pretend she was clearing her throat all along and doing her best to reinitialize the conversation, “… Is this that Ash kid? You might remember me. This is Daisy, one of Misty’s sisters. You traveled with her a couple of years ago–”

“–Yeah, I remember… And I remember Misty too… You don’t have to make it sound like it’s been that long, Daisy.”

“Well, anyway,” she blows off his skeptical tone with her jubilation and continues, “I needed to - like - speak to your mom. Is she around? It’s important!”

“Ah, no, sorry… She left town a few days ago to join Professor Oak and his assistant Tracey on a survey expedition. I’m house-sitting for her.”

“Oooh,” Daisy groans in negativity, the first time she’s lost her charm since the conversation started, “she was our last chance though!”

“Uuh, sorry…?”

“The Sensational Sisters have a photoshoot in Goldenrod City a few days from now. We’re taking - like - all of the local members from our charter with us as part of the crew so our little sister - Misty; you said you remember her, right? - is going to be running the gym all on her own.”

“I… don’t see the problem. Didn’t she do that when you guys went on your trip around the world?”

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